Joela 1
1 Ny tenin’ i Jehovah, izay tonga tamin’ i Joela, zanak’ i Petoela.
The Lord’s message that came to Joel, son of Pethuel.
2 Henoy izao, ry anti-panahy! Ary mandrenesa, ianareo mponina rehetra amin’ ny tany! Moa mba efa nisy tamin’ ny andronareo na tamin’ ny andron’ ny razanareo, va izao?
Hear this, elders, pay attention, all inhabitants of the land. Has anything like this happened in your days, or in the days of your ancestors?
3 Lazao amin’ ny zanakareo izao, ary aoka ny zanakareo hilaza amin’ ny zanany kosa, ary ny zanak’ ireo kosa indray amin’ ny taranaka mandimby azy.
Recount it to your children; let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the generation that follows.
4 Izay sisan’ ny kijeja dia nohanin’ ny koraika; Ary izay sisan’ ny koraika dia nohanin’ ny valalavao: Ary izay sisan’ ny valalavao dia nohanin’ ny sompanga.
That which the cutting locust has left, the swarming locust has eaten, that which the swarming locust has left, the hopping locust has eaten, and that which the hopping locust has left, the destroying locust has eaten.
5 Mifohaza, ianareo mpimamo, ka mitomania, eny, midradradradrà, ianareo mpisotro divay rehetra, noho ny ranom-boaloboka, satria tapaka tsy ho amin’ ny vavanareo izany.
Awake, drunkards, and weep, and wail, all drinkers of wine; the new wine is cut off from your mouth.
6 Fa misy firenena mahery sady tsy hita isa miakatra hamely ny taniko; Ny nifiny dia nifin-diona, ary ny vazany dia vazan’ ny liom-bavy.
For a nation has come up on my land, powerful, and numberless; its teeth are the teeth of a lion, and its jaw-teeth are like those of a lioness.
7 Nataony simba tokoa ny voaloboko, ary notapatapahiny ny aviaviko; Nataony nakiky tokoa ireny ka nariany, eny, tonga fotsy ny rantsany.
It has laid waste my vines, and barked my fig tree; it has peeled and cast it away, bleached are the branches.
8 Midradradradrà toy ny virijina misikindamba fisaonana noho ny amin’ ny vadin’ ny fahatanorany.
Wail as a bride, clad in sack-cloth, for the husband of her youth.
9 Efa tapaka tsy ho ao amin’ ny tranon’ i Jehovah ny fanatitra hohanina sy ny fanatitra aidina; Mitomany ny mpisorona, mpanao fanompoam-pivavahana ho an’ i Jehovah.
Cut off are the cereal and drink-offerings from the house of the Lord; in mourning are the priests, who minister at the Lord’s altar.
10 Mariry ny saha, misaona ny tany fambolena; Fa simba ny vary, ritra ny ranom-boaloboka, mihena ny diloilo.
The fields are blasted, the land is in mourning, for ruined is the grain, the new wine fails and the oil is dried up.
11 Aoka ho menatra ianareo mpiasa tany; midradradradrà, ianareo mpamboatra tanim-boaloboka, noho ny vary tritika sy ny vary hordea; Fa majifa ny vokatry ny saha;
Be dismayed, farmers; wail, vine-dressers. For the wheat and the barley; for the harvest is lost from the fields.
12 Maina ny voaloboka, malazo ny aviavy, ary malazo koa ny ampongabendanitra sy ny rofia ary ny poma aza, dia ny hazo rehetra any an-tsaha; Eny, malazo ny fifalian’ ny zanak’ olombelona.
The vine fails to bear fruit, and the fig tree is drooping; the pomegranate, palm, and apple, all the trees of the field are dried up. The people’s joy withers.
13 Misikìna sy mitomania, ianareo mpisorona; midradradradrà, ianareo mpanao fanompoam-pivavahana eo amin’ ny alitara; Andeha mandry amin’ ny lamba fisaonana mandritra ny alina, ianareo mpanao fanompoam-pivavahana ho an’ Andriamanitro, fa tapaka tsy ho ao amin’ ny tranon’ Andriamanitra ny fanatitra hohanina sy ny fanatitra aidina.
Put on sackcloth, and beat your breasts, priests; wail, ministers of the altar; come, lie all night in sack-cloth, ministers of God; for cereal-offering and drink-offering are cut off from the house of your God.
14 Manamasìna andro fifadian-kanina, miantsoa fivoriana masìna, angòny ny loholona sy ny mponina rehetra amin’ ny tany ho ao an-tranon’ i Jehovah Andriamanitrareo, koa andeha mitaraina amin’ i Jehovah.
Sanctify a fast, summon an assembly, gather the elders and all the inhabitants of the land into the house of the Lord your God, cry to the Lord:
15 Indrisy ny andro! Fa efa antomotra ny andron’ i Jehovah, ka tahaka ny loza tsy toha avy amin’ ny Tsitoha no fihaviny.
Alas for the day! Near at hand is the day of the Lord, and as destruction from the Almighty it comes.
16 Moa tsy efa tapaka teo imasontsika va ny hanina, eny, ny fifaliana sy ny faharavoravoana tsy ho ao an-tranon’ Andriamanitsika?
Is not food cut off from before us, gladness and joy from the house of our God?
17 Matimaso ao ambanin’ ny baingan-tany ny vary nafafy, foana ny sompitra, mirodana ny trano fitehirizam-bary; Fa nalazo ny vary.
The grains shrivel under their hoes, the storehouses are desolate, the barns broken down, for the grain is withered.
18 Indrisy, ny fitoreon’ ny biby! Very hevitra ny omby andiany, satria tsy misy ahitra ho azy; Eny, na dia ny andian’ ny ondry aman’ osy aza dia mijaly noho ny heloka.
How the herds of cattle bellow in distress, for they have no pasture! The flocks of sheep are forlorn.
19 Jehovah ô, Hianao no itarainako, fa efa levon’ ny afo ny kijana any an-efitra, ary nisy lelafo efa nandoro ny hazo rehetra any an-tsaha.
To you, the Lord, I cry. For fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness, and flame has scorched all the trees of the field.
20 Na dia ny biby any an-tsaha aza dia mihanahana miandrandra Anao, satria ritra ny renirano, ary efa levon’ ny afo ny kijana any an-efitra.
The wild animals also look up to you longingly, for the water-courses are dried up, and fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness.
